Hero Of The Underworld Poem by Aram Stefanian

Hero Of The Underworld



To run away from pain you need a little shot in the vein.
You're now one lucky paranoid hovering across the void.
Turn a deaf ear to the screams echoing outta bad dreams:
Your beloved dead soul is freaky, and his kiss - icky.
The fallen idol drenched in blood cold-shoulders you:
You no more worship his gunshot wounds, and he's hurt.
Beyond the gates of Hades a ringer for death comes into view:
His bony hooks grab your soul, yet he hasn't hit pay dirt.
You want a waker-upper before your eternal shut-eye
And can't help hoping for some heavenly pie in the sky.
After holing up in the underworld, you feel dazed and blind,
Too numbed out on hero to get a load off your mind.

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